Supreme Violent Young Master

Ghosts were products of Only Idealism in the first place. If it wasn't for the guilt in Wang Xixian's heart, he definitely wouldn't have seen ghosts. Master Liao was already crazy, even if he was not crazy, Master Liao would definitely not appear here. In the entire sickroom, only Wang Shanhe did not see the ghost, and Wang Xixian, He Chuhuan, and the crazy Li Song all saw the Master Liao's disheveled appearance.    

    

Looking at his grandson's frightened and pale face, Wang Shanhe immediately comforted him: "Little Xian, it's fine, it's fine, there's no ghost at all, there's no ghost at all!"    

    

Wang Xixian said in shock: "Grandfather, I see that it's Master Liao, it's Master Liao. He came to find me, he's come to find me!"    

    

"Master Liao, who is Master Liao?" Wang Shanhe did not understand. Then, Wang Shanhe's eyes started to glance at Li Song and He Chuhuan. However, at this moment, the two of them were too frightened to speak clearly. This couldn't help but make Wang Shanhe feel strange.    

    

"Did you see that too?" Wang Shanhe looked at Li Song and asked.    

    

Her two pale faces were filled with horror, and she nodded immediately. Wang Shanhe muttered once more, "What exactly happened?"    

    

With a wave of his hand, Wang Shanhe called Li Song and to the door of the sickbed once again: "Tell me clearly, what exactly happened here?"    

    

He Chuhuan knew that he could not continue to hide it, and did not dare to. After all, no one wanted to see ghosts every day. They could only tell him everything, in detail, how they found the Master Liao, and how they wanted to kill him.    

    

As Wang Shanhe listened, his fingers couldn't help but tremble as he said, "Hello, hello, hello ?"    

    

Originally, Wang Shanhe thought that his grandson was some playboy bullying his classmates in school. Who would have thought that Wang Xixian's guts were already this big, to actually do something like killing someone. Old Man Wang coldly looked at Li Song and He Chuhuan, "You, do you know what you're doing? You're a crime, a crime, do you know?"    

    

"Old gramps, you have to save us, you have to save us ?" He Chuhuan began to cry.    

    

Wang Shanhe sighed fiercely, and asked doubtfully: "Will there really be ghosts in this world?"    

    

Regarding Wang Shanhe's muttering, Li Song and He Chuhuan naturally did not dare to interrupt. However, the two of them were still trembling as they looked at the ward. His eyes were filled with fear and uncertainty.    

    

In the following days, the Old Wang family did not have a single good day. Although Wang Xixian's body was gradually recovering, his mental state was getting more and more haggard. Even his mind was on the verge of collapse.    

    

Seeing ghosts every day was something that no one could bear. Furthermore, this ghost seemed to come at a very regular time. It was 12 o'clock in the afternoon and 12 o'clock in the evening. Wang Xixian could naturally see Master Liao with a face covered in blood, and disheveled hair. But the Master Liao didn't do anything, every day he would quietly stare at Wang Xixian, smiling sinisterly.    

    

This caused Wang Xixian to feel even more afraid, if Master Liao really wanted to do something, then it would be fine. It was better than waiting for death.    

    

In the middle of the afternoon, the Wang Family once again let out a sound that would make people's hair stand on end: "Ghost!" Ghost! Master Liao, I am not the one who harmed you, don't come looking for me! "    

    

In the Wang family's guest hall, Wang Guozhu looked at his father nervously. Every time this happened, the Wang family would become especially nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy. However, other than Wang Xixian, no one else could see Master Liao. Wang Guozhu said helplessly: "Father, do you have to think of a way? If this goes on, Little Xian will go crazy! "    

    

Wang Shanhe snorted: "What can I do?"    

    

Wang Guozhu asked with doubt: "Could it be that ghosts really exist in this world?"    

    

"Who knows?" Wang Shanhe said casually, his face was filled with helplessness. However, as if his words had enlightened Wang Shanhe, he waved his hand and said: "Wait, someone knows about this!"    

    

"Who is it?" Wang Guozhu asked anxiously.    

    

"There is an organization in China that is responsible for the Psy-events. Many people do not have access to it! They were managed by the No. 2 Chief himself. From generation to generation, the legends were very mysterious and powerful! It's a hundred times stronger than Special Ability Research Institute! "    

    

"You mean, you mean, Dragon Group!" Wang Guozhu exclaimed.    

    

"That's right, it's China's Dragon Group!" As he said that, Wang Shanhe sighed: "What a pity, my level is too low, and I cannot directly look for No. 2 Chief, if not I could borrow the power of Dragon Group to handle this matter!"    

    

"Father, although we cannot touch the No. 2 Chief, there are people who can!" Wang Guozhu had already seen a trace of hope as he advised.    

    

Wang Shanhe nodded, and said: "Looks like I can only go look for the old chief, and see if he can help us!"    

    

"It must be possible, that old man is very powerful, he definitely can!" When Wang Shanhe's old boss was mentioned, Wang Guozhu was even more confident. One had to know that the old man was a big shot whose earth would shake whenever he stomped his feet in China. It could be said that he was someone who needed to be looked up to.    

    

Wang Shanhe slapped his thigh, as if he had made an important decision, and said: "I'll go look for my old chief right now, even if Little Xian is in the wrong, it is still the root of my Wang Family!"    

    

"Dad, do you need me to go with you?" Wang Guozhu asked.    

    

Wang Shanhe looked at Wang Guozhu coldly and said, "Stay at home and properly discipline your son. "Even if I were to teach him a lesson this time, he'll be a better person in the future!"    

    

"Yes yes yes, I got it, Dad!"    

    

Wang Shanhe stood up, and waved to his guard: "Prepare the carriage, prepare to go to Zhuge Family!"    

    

"Yes, Chief!"    

    

Looking at the old man's retreating figure, Wang Guozhu let out a faint sigh. Then, Wang Guozhu's wife walked over and asked Wang Guozhu anxiously: "Old Wang, do you think that there's anything wrong with Little Xian? Can the old chief do it?"    

    

Wang Guozhu immediately made a silent gesture: "Don't spout nonsense, that old man is an important person. If the old man was willing to help, then it wouldn't be difficult for him to gather Dragon Group. Right now, I am worried, worried that my Dragon Group is not as mystical as it is said to be! "    

    

Sigh ?" He paused for a moment, then sighed: "Little Xian is one too, how could he do such a thing? "When he is well, he must be properly controlled!    

    

The middle-aged woman nodded and didn't say anything.    

    

Inside the hall of Zhuge Family, Zhuge Ming was holding a teacup and looking at Wang Shanhe with interest. It could be said that Wang Shanhe had brought Wang Shanhe out single-handedly. However, Wang Shanhe was a stubborn person, he did not like relationships. Even during festivals, he would rarely come to Zhuge Family.    

    

"Kid, ever since you became a minister, you rarely come to this old man's place. What are you doing here today?" Zhuge Ming ridiculed.    

    

Wang Shanhe laughed bitterly with a face full of helplessness: "The old chief must be joking, Shanhe has come this time to request for the old chief for a matter!"    

    

"Begging me?" Zhuge Ming felt that there was a problem with his ears, and smiled faintly: "Kid, you never beg anyone, what's wrong with you today, have you transgender!" Pausing for a moment, Zhuge Ming laughed once again: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. You rarely ask me, tell me, what is it?"    

    

Wang Shanhe let out a long sigh, "How can you explain this? It's a bit hard to say! "    

    

"Speak the truth, don't give me these brainless things. Otherwise, don't blame this old man for not treating you well!" Zhuge Ming said while pretending to be the leader.    

    

Wang Shanhe helplessly nodded his head: "I came to ask for chief's help this time, I want to contact Dragon Group!"    

    

Zhuge Ming immediately became alert: "Dragon Group, you also know Dragon Group?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

"Since you know about Dragon Group then you should know that Dragon Group is subordinate to the national institution and is specifically responsible for Psyche events. Finding Dragon Group is probably not such a simple matter!" Zhuge Ming said as a precaution.    

    

However, Wang Shanhe still persisted and said: "Old chief, I have nothing else to request of you. To be honest with you, this matter is our family's misfortune. My grandson seemed to have been possessed for some reason after a car accident. And I often see ghosts! "    

    

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Zhuge Ming smiled blandly: "As the saying goes, you don't have anything to worry about during the day, and you don't have to worry about knocking on the door in the middle of the night. "You also know this old man's ability. God Zhuge isn't called that for nothing. If you don't say it yourself, I will figure it out for you, then your face will still be ugly!"    

    

After a moment of silence, Wang Shanhe helplessly nodded: "Alright, I won't hide anything from the old chief. I don't know what kind of sickness that child has recently, but he actually believed in feng shui and found a person called Master Liao to help him chase a girl. He even helped him create a formation of peach blossoms."    

    

"Master Liao?" Zhuge Ming was shocked, he stood up and said: "You're talking about Liao Bijiang?"    

    

"Old Chief knows him?"    

    

Zhuge Ming repeatedly nodded his head, "I was wondering, why would Liao Bijiang use such a damnable spell like the Puppet Technique in the capital? It seems like he received some benefits from your boy?"    

    

Wang Shanhe was startled for a moment. He did not expect Zhuge Ming to actually know even this, and couldn't help but beg: "Old Chief, you must save my child. My house only has this much sapling. Old Chief, I beg of you! "    

    

Zhuge Ming waved his hand: "Alright, I understand. I will contact the people from Dragon Group, but whether or not they are willing to save your boy, I do not care!"    

    

With that, Zhuge Ming waved his hand, and said to the servants in the house: "Go to Dragon Group, call Long Feiyun over, and tell him that I have something to talk to him about!"    

    

This old servant from Zhuge Family could be said to be Zhuge Ming's trusted aides. Even though he did not have any status, in the entire capital, even those two elders were quite courteous when they saw him. Moreover, this old servant should also be a top-notch expert.